Marketing y Cobardía

Today we'll talk about Pablo, musician and singer
But his most outstanding profession is that of an actor
Although he has never dedicated himself to the cinema, as far as I understand
But listen to this and you'll see I'm not lying

Hello, good morning, I'm Pablo, let me introduce myself
I'm not true to my principles, but well, I'm happy
I play the piano, the guitar, and sing with a southern accent
Lyrics I make up, because what I sing is pure fiction

I've been making a living in the industry for quite a few years
But inside I feel like a wilted plant
Not even a miracle slap can save me from this
I'll now tell you the reason for my anguish

I dedicate myself to making songs, generally about love
Dedicated to women, but I do it out of fear
Using the feminine as a protective shield
And in every line I write, I lie like a writer
Do I make music videos? Man, of course, please
And I hire girls for them without any shame
And our romance lasts as long as the director indicates
But here lies precisely the root of my pain

As everyone already knows, I'm a commercial singer
I have success and money, and honestly, things are going well
But things get complicated if the truth is replicated
Because there's something I haven't said, and that is that I'm homosexual

A reasonable explanation, that's what I hope for
Because if you're not a coward, you're a big liar
So tell me which of the two is your path
The one of execrable coward or the cunning deceiver

None, I'm innocent, I swear
There are no innocents here, son, I see a pretty dark matter
But I'll let you elaborate and crash against the wall
Of your own defense while I even whisper

You're skillful and accurate, I won't argue that
But luckily, the common folk is not even half as clever
If they were, instead of praises, they'd spit on me
Because for people like me, lying is a statute

I know what I'm going to do, I'll issue a statement
Disguising this scythe and its sin as a feat
I'll post it on my social media and the fury will be astonishing
Thousands of idiots will say I'm a brave man
I'll receive the kisses of those brains filled with sawdust
And more than one will carve statues of me in their garden
They'll make me, along with my guitar, like a cute cherub
And my name will be written even with carmine bars

I'll say I've always been a faithful defender of my cause
But that's not true, wait a moment, pause
You made videos and songs as if you had a girlfriend
And I don't see that in your speech against homophobia

Yes, um, well, uh, let me see
I was very scared, what else could I do?
Fear?, what exactly
In a time where being gay is widely accepted?

And how dare you say
Coward, that you defend said cause and outcome?
When history is full of men who gave their lives
To defend what seems to have slipped your mind

And while you could be a coward, also a smartass
Who would sell even his father to fill his pockets
Because, who tells me that it's not fear, but marketing?
Good luck to the clever one who believes it, I can't

Heterosexuality sells more, doesn't it?
And you're more interested in having young girls infatuated with you
Congratulations to those fakes for their bank account figures
But I don't know a poorer man than the one for sale

I'm sorry if my violent accusation bursts their bubble
Let them swallow now their lies if it's so profitable
But know that to this wise man, their lips are transparent
And I see through the mask, put fifty on me

I know how they work and I also know what they're up to
Deceiving the listeners they claim to love so much
I say I don't give a damn, and yet they praise me
Because it's not me, but my truth they applaud

It's sad to sell your ideals out of fear, but
It's even worse to sell them for fame and money
So tell me which of the two is your path
The execrable coward or the skillful one

Take a seat if you expect my thoughts to align
I don't hold back any truth no matter how bad it sounds
Nothing ever stops me
Because when your morals are pure, no priest can order you

The crowd is idiotic, and luckily for you
They can't see you like I can see you
After this analysis, they'd know how to define you
But let's hear what they have to say

Heavens, what a brave man
Declaring himself homosexual in 2020
He should be awarded for saying it openly
And if the world progresses, it's thanks to these kind of people

You're wrong, shut up you damn fool
And even if it's for the first time in your life, think for a moment
Analyze well the situation I perceive
And if you feel lost, don't worry, I'll rescue you

If the world progresses, it's precisely because of those who respond
And not because of those who fear, who stay silent, who hide
Let's put the fearful where they belong
And let's not give the servant the clothes of the count

You don't understand because you don't live with that problem
So it doesn't make sense for you to make noise about your issue
Don't put your hand in the fire so quickly because it burns
And right now I'll dismantle that shitty stratagem

First, you need to know who you're talking to
I'm Solitario, not one of those soft artists
Fear of exclusion? Dude, what are you talking about?
I'm going to quickly explain to you who you're listening to

When the music scene was full
Of rappers acting like they were the shit on one side
And on the other, of pseudo-romantic lovers
I emerged from the underground and built a sacred temple

Virgin and friendless, and a mental illness
At first, I had a lot of hate and social
Because there was nothing like it in the current scene
And my account seemed more like a funeral than a channel

At first, they laughed at me, because I was weird
But when it comes to expressing truths, I'm not stingy
And until the last day I was a virgin, I made it clear
Because my courage weighs much more than my reluctance

So, what the hell are you babbling about with your trick
And your demagogic speech worthy of a baby
I always do what I want and now the world respects me
Because I have balls as big as two flowerpots

And if I were homosexual, do you know what I would do
Of all the possible things, the last one I would do?
Pretend I'm straight with a cold smile
And much less then play the hero with hypocrisy

They like to play the flag bearers too much
And because of people like them, the world wouldn't have changed
If it weren't for those who oppose what you do
Women wouldn't vote and apartheid would reign

Although this work doesn't deal with exclusion
My mouth is a bonfire that burns and portrays them
For making false art and rising like a rat
Talking about battles they never got involved in

I've come to hit them hard with the espadrille
And let them know that mocking art doesn't come cheap
Because whoever harms it, I'll eat them like a sandwich
And I feel just as hungry, damn, they're not even a sample!

This is for the artists who create on all fours
Without sailing the seven seas, they want to play pirate
For those who lie out of fear or get corrupted for money
And their values are worth less than a tin can

I know sometimes I get worked up and my mouth runs wild
And they understand that my words, just like life, kill
But my anger comes out naturally towards the fake
Shit for those who conform, and glory for those who defy!

Ah!
Shit for those who conform, and glory for those who defy!
But my anger comes out naturally towards the fake
Shit for those who conform, and glory for those who defy!